Safe house Vol.2 CD-2

It’s called the Safe House; for Hazel Hypnotic it’s anything but. It’s dark, it’s cold, and it’s appalling. PD rammed a ring into her gullet, keeping her jaw open up apart. At first-ever she thinks it is just so that he can loosely poke her face, but it turns out to be worse. He wants to hear her yell. She would enjoy to turn down him the elation, to grit her teeth against the dread and pain, but with this little implement in place she can’t help herself.It’s part of her conditioning, a very significant part, actually. She can’t hold anything back from him. When he makes a request it should be her entire life’s objective to fulfill it immediately. She knows it, too. She knew the 2nd she opened her eyes in this place that her life had switched. It isn’t hers anymore. She belongs to him now, completely.PD is trying to desensitize Hazel to the things that she has to endure. She knows what his plan is, but how much good is that going to do her? It doesn’t make a difference if she can’t do anything about it. It adds to her dread.She can sense her will sliding away with every passing moment. She begins begging herself things like, “would it truly be so bad to give in?” Once that thought is in her head it isn’t long before she embarks saying herself that it will be OK.And what happens to her then? Will she learn to enjoy her captor? Will he even want her anymore after she has given in? She doesn’t know what’s worse in the lengthy run, submitting to her fate as a toy for him to have fun with tho he wills, or the idea that one day he will just be done with her.